BROOKE CLAYTON.
THE sun shone bright on my face through the sheer curtains and the sight I woke up to would be engraved in my brain, till the day I die. Morgan in nothing but man pants.
So, what do you do when you wake up in a room with someone you didn't even want to see?
You scream.
I screamed, scrambling out of the super soft bed, and yelped when I saw I was in his T-shirt and briefs.
“Did we?”. I asked his smirking figure.
“I don't know what you mean seller”. He said a taunting smile on his lips.
“Dammit Morgan, don't play with me!”. He sobered up and shook his head. “What place is this and what am I doing here?”.
“We're at the hotel and I brought you here to my suite”. I knew anywhere, anytime that I was safe wi
